Here Comes the Rain Again

by Nina Elric

Here comes the rain again,

Falling from the stars.

Drenched in my pain again,

Becoming who we are.

As my memory rest,

But never forgets what I lost.

Wake me up when September Ends...

Here Comes the Rain again - Scars and Tears

It had been a cold September night, when it had all happened...

I was on the bridge's small wall, trying my best to keep my balance, talking to Alphonse.

"Whoever created stew is a genious. It has milk in it, yet it tastes good still." I said cheerfully.

"What are you talking about, Nii-san?" Al asked with a slight frown.

"You know I hate milk, and normally you wouldn't put it in vegetable soup, but in stew it tastes great!" I explained. We continued our way across the bridge until we got across.

Hours later, Al and I were back at Autie Pinako's house, hoping that the river's water would settle.

"I hope they can keep the river's water barricaded." Al and I looked at each other and nodded slightly. We grabbed some rain ponchos and slipped them on as we left the house. "Boys, get back here, where are you going!"

"We're going to help!" I yelled to Pinako with my scratchy voice...

I was on the bridge's small wall, trying my best to keep my balance, talking to Alphonse.
That was a great memory. We met our sensei at the river. Izumi Curtis was her name. I missed her. She was dead now, she had died from an illness she had had for some time now.

Winry opened the door and walked in. Her eyes were all puffy and red, most likely from crying. We walked and flew into my arms. I held her close, meaning not to let go.

We were in that position for minutes and minutes. Time flew by. Each passing second feeling as it was being delayed on purpose.

"Winry..." I drifted off. "Winry I--"

"I-it's all right..." She stammered a bit and looked up at me. Her blues eyes glistened in the moonlight, pouring in from the the windows. The lights were off, and I was quite sad and depressed. For some odd reason, I felt weird and strange inside. I couldn't understand why Winry would forgivea mad man like me.

"Winry...I lo--" I couldn't finish my sentence ue to Riza Hawkeye blasting through the doors. Riza pulled Winry away from me and gave me a glare. I went into deep shock. "WINRY! I LOVE YOU!" I had to get it out of me, otherwise, I would be living in guilt. Yet, I still live in guilt anyways...

The doll I had made her for her,I believe,6th birthday, had been in her suitcase. When she came into my room, she threw her suitcase to the wall and it had opened and spilled all over the place. She packed her trusty wrench and her doll. Plus a few articles of clothing. She was hoping to stay longer, but as you could see, she wasn't going to. I heard screaming down the hall. It was Winry. She was screaming at someone. But who? Was it...

My door slammed open once again. I could've sworn the door would've flew off the hinges, this time, it was Fuhrer Roy Mustang. He had been pushed up a few ranks after I had discovered that Fuhrer Bradly was really Pride, the Homunculus.

"ROY! DON'T HURT HIM. I LOVE--" She stopped and gaspedwhen she heard the snap of his fingers. The Flame Alchemist was trying to kill me! I didn't blame him. He first gave a warning snap. The the second one he tried to burn me. But he couldn't. He couldn't do it. My dorm was catching on fire. Winry's belongings and everything. The only thing I saved wasthe doll I had made her...and the gun...

Summer has come and passed,

The innocent can never last.

Wake me up when September ends...

A/N: So...It's a little longer, but yeah. Anywho. How'd you like it. Another little anouncement, the next chapter will be a little delayed. I have severe writer's block and can't seem to think of anythin else, so you'll be waiting a bit, if you don't mind, of course! lol...

What will become of Ed and Winry? Will Ed stay depressed, or will Roy decide he's had enough? Find out in Chapter Three - Love Burns...

Enjoy!

-Nina